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FIFTY 


GREAT  CARTOONS 

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BY 


FRANK  BEARD 


REPRODUCED  BY  A NEW  PROCESS 
FROM  THE  ARTIST'S  ORIGINAL  DRAWINGS  AND  ENGRAVED  BY 
THE  SPECTROTYPE  COMPANY,  CHICAGO. 


PUBLISHED  BY 

THE  RAM'S  HORN  PRESS 

153  LaSALLE  STREET  . CHICAGO 
U.  S.  A. 


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HARLES  WESLEY  once  said,  **  There  is  no  reason  why  the 
devil  should  have  all  of  the  best  tunes,"  and  it  is  equally 

hard  to  conceive  why  he  should  have  all  of  the  best  pic- 

tures. There  is  probably  no  phase  of  art  which  Satan  has  tried 
harder  to  control  than  that  of  painting;.  He  has  sought  to 
corrupt  literature,  music  and  oratory,  but  even  if  he  meets  de- 
feat in  each  of  these  quarters,  he  will  be  fully  resigned,  if  it  remains  in  his 
power,  to  make  the  pictorial  artist  his  ready  slave;  for  well  the  arch  spirit  of 
evil  knows  that  it  is  pictures  that  catch  the  eye,  fasten  the  attention,  quicken 
the  imagination  and  enthrall  the  soul. 

For  years  and  years  the  pen  of  the  caricaturist  was  in  the  exclusive 
service  of  the  secular  and  humorous  press.  There  it  often  did  good  work 
as  the  champion  of  social  and  political  reform.  Nast,  Gillam  and  Beard, 

in  their  several  fields  of  pictorial  journalism,  have  laid  the  nation  and  the 

world  under  deeper  obligations  than  it  will  soon  be  able  to  repay.  One  of 
that  famous  trio,  however,  not  being  content  with  his  success  in  merely 
amusing  men,  or  at  best  in  directing  their  thoughts  to  the  foibles  of  politics, 
and  society,  sought  to  enlarge  his  usefulness  by  consecrating  his  pen  and  his 
genius  to  the  betterment  of  the  religious  conditions  of  the  race  and  hoped 
thereby  to  bring  men  to  a better  understanding  of  themselves  and  their  Maker. 

It  was  Frank  Beard,  who,  first  among  the  great  artists,  used  the  pen  of 
caricature  as  a champion  of  Christian  living  and  Christian  reform.  He  could 
have  found  no  better  opportunity  to  exercise  his  talent  and  distribute  its 
effects  broadcast  than  in  the  pages  of  The  Ram'  Horn,  that  wonderful 
weekly  paper  which  far  and  near  is  now  known  as  “the  miracle  of  modern 
journalism."  For  nearly  three  years  Mr.  Beard  has  given  The  Ram's  Horn 
a full  page  cartoon  each  week  and  it  is  Fifty  of  the  Best  of  these  Pictures 
which  now  appear  in  the  pages  of  this  volume. 

The  highest  hopes  of  Mr.  Beard  and  of  The  Ram's  Horn  will  be  accom- 
plished if,  by  the  publication  of  these  pictures,  stronger  emphasis  is  laid  upon 
the  fact  that  Christ  is  the  foundation  of  the  church,  and  good  citizenship  is 
the  foundation  of  the  state,  and  that  the  only  great  foe  to  the  former  is 
Unbelief,  and  as  for  the  latter  no  good  citizenship  is  possible  so  long  as  it  re- 
mains in  an  unholy  league  with  the  licensed  saloon. 

By  Faith  the  walls  of  Jericho  fell  down  flat.  Hebrews  xi : 30. 

At  a long  blast  with  the  ram's  horn  the  walls  of  the  city  shall  fall 
Josh,  vi : 5. 

Fifty  loud  blasts  from  The  Ram's  Horn  will  be  found  in  this  book  of 
Cartoons.  At  their  reverberating  peal  may  the  walls  of  Mammon,  Rum  and 
Unbelief  fall  shattered  in  the  dust. 

THE  RAM'S  HORN,  * 

Chicago,  U.  S.  A. 


WANTED!  A DAVID. 


THE  church  can  scarcely  be  said  to  be  somnolent.  It  is 
awake  and  active.  But  its  activities  are  too  frequently 
spent  in  affairs  that  do  not  relate  to  its  .mission  which 
is  to  fight  the  hosts  of  sin  in  a wicked  world.  The  giants  of 
iniquity  stalk  forth  boldly.  They  find  tne  church  not  in  battle 
but  in  the  tents,  feasting  and  drinking,  planning  for  dime  socials 
and  not  for  war  against  sin.  Oh  that  some  modern  David 
would  soon  step  forth  and  teach  us  that  it  is  not  shields  nor 
armor  nor  tall  steeples  nor  worldly  expedients  that  are  to  win 
the  day.  It  is  faith  in  God.  That  is  what  gave  aim  and  speed 
to  the  stone  that  slew  Goliath,  and  it  is  what  will  give  efficacy 
now  to  work  and  prayer. 

put  on  tbc  whole  armor  of  <3ob,  that  ve  mag  be 
able  to  Stanb.  Ephesians  6:1 1 . 


IMPREGNABLE! 

IT  was  fortunate  that  the  Savior  did  not  build  his  church 
upon  a perishable  foundation.  When  in  answer  to  his  in- 
quiry Peter  said.  Thou  art  the  Christ  the  Son  of  the  liv- 
ing God,  Jesus  had  a corner  stone  for  an  edifice  whose  summit 
would  reach  the  stars  and  whose  base  would  be  as  broad  as 
creation.  The  church  is  founded  upon  a fact  and  that  fact  is 
the  historic  Christ.  No  lever  of  human  assumption  bolstered  by 
conceit  has  ever  moved  that  corner  stone  the  breadth  of  a hair. 
The  church  of  Jesus  is  founded  upon  the  impeccable,  the  faith- 
ful, the  everlasting  Christ  who  is  the  same  yesterday,  today  and 
forever.  Touch  not  the  walls  of  Truth  which  surround  Zion. 
They  are  impregnable. 

ffor  other  foundation  can  no  man  lag  than  that  ts 
laid,  which  is  Jesus  Christ.  / Cor.  3:11. 


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SHALL  NOT  PASS  AWA/ 


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IMPREGNABLE  ! 


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HARD  and  exacting:  is  the  toil  of  the  preacher.  Especi- 
ally so  in  these  years  when  a cultured  and  enlightened 
pew  demands  the  religious  discourse  presented  in  the 
best  form  and  embellished  with  the  adornments  which  modern 
art  and  literature  supply.  A preacher  who  yields  to  the  extreme 
demands  of  modern  thought,  however,  will  soon  find  himself 
abandoning:  the  true  and  best  source  of  sermon  material  and 
will  begin  to  forage  in  the  desert  fields  of  literature  to  find  sus- 
tenance for  an  impoverished  mind.  Many  such  a preacher,  tired 
and  heartless,  would  find  instant  relief  if  he  would  but  burn  the 
human  aids  to  the  manufacture  of  artificial  sermons  and  turn 
to  the  rich  mines  of  truth  which  still  lie  unexplored  in  the  sa- 
cred word.  Back  to  Christ  is  the  call  of  a starving  world  which 
is  now  shepherdless  and  unfed. 

for  there  is  none  other  name  unOer  heaven  given 
among  men,  wberebv>  we  must  be  saveb.  Acts  4:11. 


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BACK  TO  CHRIST 


AT  THE  CHURCH  FAIR. 

THE  preachers  are  not  alone  guilty  of  levying  tribute 
from  the  world  in  carrying  on  the  work  of  the  gospel. 
There  are  church  organizations  which  might  be  num- 
bered by  the  thousands,  the  wealth  of  whose  membership  would 
in  each  congregation  exceed  a million  dollars,  but  they  seem 
unable  to  buy  a church  organ  or  a pulpit  bible  without  getting 
up  a bazaar  or  a Church  Fair.  The  same  Jesus  who  drove  the 
money  changers  from  the  house  of  prayer,  sits  in  sad  judgment 
upon  the  church  which  turns  its  sacred  chamber  into  a market 
place  or  into  a scene  of  rank  levity  and  low  grade  amusement. 

Mbcrefore,  as  II  live,  saitb  tbe  Xorb  (Bob;  Surely 
because  tbou  bast  befileb  mg  sanctuary  with  all  tby 
betestablc  things,  anb  witb  all  tbine  abominations, 
therefore  will  11  also  biminisb  thee.  Ezekiel  5:11. 


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AT  THE  CHURCH  FAIR. 

Gentleman  in  Black : I am  not  exactly  a church  member  myself,  but  I am  always  glad  to  support 

this  kind  of  enterprise  most  liberally. 


A GIFT  FOR  THE  ALTAR. 

There  were  but  few  gifts  recorded  in  the  bible  which 
were  large  enough  to  attract  the  attention  of  Christ- 
They  were  not  large  but  they  all  implied  sacrifice, 
they  represented  the  utmost  that  the  giver  could  bestow.  When 
the  widow  bashfully  pushed  her  little  mite  into  the  collection 
box  she  little  dreamed  that  her  offering  weighed  more  than  all 
the  gold  and  precious  treasure  that  lay  stacked  in  the  safety 
deposit  vaults  of  Jerusalem.  If  God  has  a cordial  contempt  for 
anybody  in  the  world,  we  suspect  it  is  for  the  man  who,  having 
made  a fortune,  gives  ostentatiously  a part  which  is  insignificant 
in  proportion  to  the  amount  which  he  retains  to  minister  to  his 
own  comfort  and  ease. 

"Mill  a man  rob  (Bob?  let  ge  bave  robbeb  me. 

JBut  ge  sag,  TKH herein  bave  we  robbeb  tbee?  Un 
titbes  anb  offerings.  Maiachi  3:8. 


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A GIFT  FOR  THE  ALTAR, 


“ WHAT  LACK  I YET?" 

ONE  cannot  square  accounts  with  God  on  any  other  basis 
than  complete  surrender,  whether  of  the  will  or  of 
wealth.  What  lack  I yet  ?”  asked  the  rich  young 
man  who  prided  himself  extravagantly  on  his  moral  life.  Go, 
said  Jesus,  sell  your  estate  and  give  the  proceeds  to  the  needy. 
We  have  no  evidence  that  this  young  jew  got  his  money  in 
any  but  an  honest  method,  and  if  his  way  to  salvation  lay 
along  the  path  of  complete  surrender  what  shall  those  do  who 
derive  their  riches  by  corrupting  law  makers  and  by  defeating 
justice,  and  by  cornering  products  and  raising  the  price  of  food  ? 

1!  bave  no  pleasure  in  you,  saitb  tbe  Xord  of  bests, 
neither  will  II  accept  an  offering  at  pour  bands. 

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“ WHAT  LACK  I YET?” 


THOU  ART  THE  MAN! 

LAW  and  justice  hold  an  accessory  to  a crime  liable  to 
punishment  as  strictly  as  they  hold  the  principal.  In- 
deed oftentimes  it  is  the  wily  accessory  who  is  the  more 
guilty,  because  from  his  cowardly  place  of  retreat  he  directs  the 
plot  which  may  result  in  physical  peril  to  the  one  who  carries 
it  through.  Is  not  likewise  the  man  who  rents  his  property  to 
evil  uses  equally  if  not  more  guilty  than  the  one  who  boldly 
assumes  the  responsibility  of  carrying  on  an  indecent  traffic 
therein.  There  would  be  a thinning  of  the  ranks  of  respecta- 
bility if  public  sentiment  should  face  every  Dives  who  is  a silent 
partner  in  the  tenements  of  sin  and  say,  Thou  art  the  man 
whom  we  hold  guilty  and  responsible  for  this  murder  and  this 
poverty  and  this  vice. 

TMben  tbou  sawest  a tbtef,  tben  tbou  consentebst 
witb  bint,  and  bast  been  partakers  witb  adulterers. 

Psalm  50:18. 


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THOU  ART  THE  MAN! 


A VAIN  TASK. 

SCARCELY  a schoolboy  has  reached  fifteen  and  has  not 
heard  of  that  ancient  victim  of  Fate  who  toiled  daily 
year  in  and  year  out  in  the  effort  to  get  a huge  stone 
above  the  top  of  a mountain.  Each  morning  he  found  it  again 
at  the  foot,  and  so  his  task  continued  monotonous,  endless,  futile, 
vain.  Just  so  with  the  modern  Champions  of  Unbelief.  They 
toil  and  sweat  and  push  at  Infidelity's  inert  boulder,  they  fancy 
they  make  progress,  and  sometimes  they  do,  but  in  their  path- 
way there  stands  the  granite  block  of  Truth  bearing  aloft  in 
defiant  beauty  the  cross  of  sacrifice.  Against  this,  Egotism  and 
Unbelief  can  make  no  headway.  It  is  a Vain  Task. 

Gbese  also  resist  tbe  trutb:  /Iben  of  corrupt  minOs, 
reprobate  concerning  tbe  faitb.  JBut  tbcp  sball  pro= 
ceeb  no  further;  for  tbeir  tollp  sball  be  manifest  uuto 
all  men.  //  Tim.  1:9-10. 


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A VAIN  TASK, 


ADRIFT. 


GENUINE  life  loves  motion,  energy,  enterprise,  destina- 
tion. It  cannot  stand  still  nor  lie  dormant;  it  cannot 
go  in  a circle  even,  it  must  have  a goal  and  a destiny. 
For  this  reason  Agnosticism  can  never  be  the  philosophy  for 
this  human  race,  because  it  is  a ship  without  steam  or  sail  and 
it  will  use  neither  oars  nor  rudder.  It  is  content  to  lie  upon  the 
spacious  ocean  of  Eternity,  tossed  by  doubt,  fascinated  by  Fate 
pursuing,  indifferent  as  regards  companionship  or  success.  A 
cheerless,  lonely  drifting  vessel  on  a sea  that  has  no  shores  and 
on  haven. 

anD  tbct}  shall  loot?  unto  tbe  eartb;  anD  bebolD 
trouble  anD  Darkness,  Dimness  of  anguisb;  anD  tbeg 
sball  be  Driven  to  Darkness.  Isaiah  8:22. 


ADRIFT 


IS  THIS  “WOMAN’S  SPHERE?” 

THE  home  is  the  holy  of  holies  where  angels  love  to 
dwell.  Its  sacred  precincts  are  more  inviolate  than  the 
inner  sanctuary  of  Israel's  temple.  God  has  made  it 
the  ark  of  his  covenant  between  himself  and  his  children  from 
generation  to  generation.  It  is  the  oracle  and  fount  for  instruc- 
tion in  religion  and  morals  and  patriotism.  It  is  the  altar  where 
holy  fires  of  ambition  and  inspiration  and  enthusiasm  are  kind- 
led. And  yet  there  are  those,  and  sometimes  there  are  women, 

who  see  no  opportunity  for  deep  pleasure  or  high  duty 
at  the  home  fireside,  but  must  find  it  in  outside  engage- 
ments, in  pursuit  of  baubles  of  worldly  place  or  social  distinction. 
This  is  not  woman's  sphere.  Her  hand  belongs  not  on  the 
throttle  of  this  world's  busy  life,  but  on  the  cradle,  where  char- 
acter begins  to  take  form.  There  she  belongs  and  there  she 
may  sit  to  mold  the  future  of  two  worlds.  Only  of  such  will 
it  be  said: 

Iber  cbilbren  arise  up,  anO  call  ber  blesseb;  ber 
busbanb  also,  be  praisetb  ber.  "Proverbs  31:28. 


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IS  THIS  **  WOMAN’S  SPHERE  ” ? 


THE  POOREST  MAN  IN  THE  WORLD. 

ROBINSON  CRUSOE,  shipwrecked  on  a lonely  island,  fur- 
nishes a picture  of  woe  and  desolation  which  it  would 
be  difficult  to  exaggerate,  and  yet,  through  his  inven- 
tion and  enterprise,  frugality  and  foresight,  he  transformed  in- 
hospitable shores  into  a garden  of  plenty.  He  conquered  nature, 
by  reason  of  his  kindly  acts  even  the  wild  animals  learned  to 
love  him  and  the  ferocious  savages  gave  him  their  trust.  In 
strong  contrast  to  him  is  the  man  who  heaps  opulence  upon 
greed  and  by  his  selfishness  separates  himself  from  the  com- 
panionship of  men.  Faith,  Hope  and  Love,  once  his  attendants, 
he  has  allowed  to  perish.  Eternity  surrounds  him.  Opportunity 
is  wrecked,  and  no  ship  will  ever  again  come  near  his  lonely 
island.  The  poorest  man  in  the  world  is  the  man  who  has  the 
means  to  purchase  everything  but  has  lost  his  capacity  for  en- 
joying anything. 

^Because  tbou  safest,  H am  ucb,  anb  increased  witb 
goobs,  anb  have  nceb  of  nothing;  anb  hnowest  not 
tbat  tbou  art  rvretcbeb,  anb  miserable,  anb  poor,  anb 
blinb,  anb  nafceb.  Rev.  3:17. 


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THE  POOREST  MAN  IN  THE  WORLD 


THE  RICHEST  MAN  IN  THE  WORLD. 

IT  takes  more  than  money  to  make  a man  wealthy.  Godli- 
ness with  contentment  is  great  gain,  says  the  bible,  and 
therein  is  the  secret  of  a rich  and  happy  life.  Contentment 
is  a prerequisite  of  happiness  and  no  man  can  come  into  con- 
tentment until  every  aspiration  of  his  nature  is  satisfied.  The 
deepest  aspiration  that  lodges  in  the  human  soul  is  the  longing 
for  that  contentment  and  rest  which  salvation  bestows.  No  one 
is  really  rich,  therefore,  until  salvation  is  found,  and  if  it  be  dis- 
covered, after  heroic  sacrifice  and  struggle,  after  plunging  through 
temptation  and  peril,  the  joy  of  triumph  will  be  that  much  the 
greater  and  when  temptation  has  been  conquered  by  faith  and 
works,  then  Salvation  makes  one  truly  the  Richest  Man  in  the 
World. 

Cbere  is  that  mafcetb  binsclf  rich,  pet  bath 
nothing:  there  is  that  maftetb  himself  poor,  pet  hath 
great  riches.  Proverbs  13:7. 


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THE  RICHEST  MAN  IN  THE  WORLD. 


EVICTED! 


THERE  are  two  tenants  who  seek  to  occupy  every  hu- 
man heart  and  make  it  their  place  of  residence.  One 
of  them  is  the  Spirit  of  Good,  the  other  is  the  Spirit 
of  Evil.  Jesus  Christ  is  the  personification  of  one;  Satan  is  the 
personification  of  the  other.  It  is  within  the  power  of  every 
one  to  say  whether  his  spiritual  castle  shall  be  the  abode  of 
righteousness  and  truth  or  whether  it  shall  be  the  foul  dwelling 
of  sin  and  falsehood.  If,  perchance,  the  latter,  by  accident  or  un- 
watchfulness or  even  by  our  deliberate  choice,  has  obtained  con- 
trol of  our  affections  we  may  through  the  help  of  God  cast  out 
the  unworthy  tenant  together  with  all  his  chattels  of  pride,  envy, 
intemperance  and  their  kindred  brood,  and  turn  over  the  House 
of  Man-Soul  to  that  other  spirit  whose  mark  thenceforth  will 
adorn  the  door  plate  as  a pledge  that  the  dwelling  will  be  for- 
ever impregnable  against  the  assaults  of  sin. 

BnC*  Jesus  saib  unto  bim,  this  ba£  is  salvation 
come  to  this  bouse.  Luke  16:6. 


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EVICTED ! 


THE  ENEMIES  OF  THE  REPUBLIC 

COLUMBIA  has  need  of  ships  of  war  but  she  has  need 
also  of  watchfulness  within,  lest,  in  looking  for  enemy- 
abroad,  she  forget  that  in  her  very  borders  there  are 
dark-browed  assassins  lying  in  ambush  ready  to  slay  her  and 
take  Justice  and  Liberty  captive.  No  evils  threaten  greater 
menace  to  the  nation  than  those  which  are  embodied  in  the 
rum  traffic  and  in  corporate  bribery.  The  serpent  trail  of  each 
is  seen  in  council  chambers  and  senate  halls.  They  work  in  the 
dark  and  they  work  stealthily.  They  are  traitors  and  public 
foes.  They  should  be  destroyed. 

<Ibeir  feet  run  to  evil,  an£>  tbep  make  baste  to  sheD 
innocent  bloob:  tbeir  thoughts  are  thoughts  of  in= 
iquitv;  wasting  anD  Destruction  are  in  their  path. 

Isaiah  8:22. 


FHE  ENEMIES  OF  THE  REPUBLIC 


THE  IMMIGRANT. 

DURING  four  hundred  and  more  years  this  continent  has 
been  the  melting  pot  for  the  population  of  the  Eastern 
hemisphere.  For  three-fourths  of  that  time  the  yearly 
infusions  of  raw  metal  was  so  slight  that  it  was  not  hard  to 
compound  them  with  the  native  stock  and  preserve  the  high 
character  of  American  citizenship.  But  when  alien  immigration 
pours  its  stream  of  half  a million  yearly,  as  has  frequently  been 
done  during  the  last  decade,  and  when  that  stream  is  polluted 
with  the  moral  sewage  of  the  old  world,  including  its  poverty, 
drunkenness,  infidelity  and  disease,  it  is  well  to  put  up  the  bars 
and  save  America,  at  least  until  she  can  purify  the  atmosphere 
of  contagion  which  foreign  invasion  has  already  brought. 

Stanb  in  tbe  gate  of  tbe  Xorb’s  bouse,  anb  proclaim 
there  tbis  worb:  tTbus  saitb  tbe  Xorb  of  bosts,  tbe 

6ob  of  ITsrael,  HmcnD  pour  waps  anb  pour  boings, 
anb  II  wifi  cause  pou  to  bwell  in  tbis  place.  Jer.  7:2-3. 


STATES 

OF 

AMERICA 


WALK  IN 


Welcome 


THE  STRANGER  AT 


OUR  GATE. 


Emigrant. -Can  I come  in? 


Uncle  Sam.— I ’spose 


you  can;  there's  no  law  to  keep  you  out. 


BY  AUTHORITY  OF  THE  PEOPLE. 

WHEN  that  famous  submarine  reef  known  as  Hell  Gate 
was  blown  out  of  the  waters  of  Long  Island  Sound, 
the  world  echoed  with  rejoicing  to  learn  that  what 
had  been  a menace  and  a barrier  to  vessels  and  to  commerce 
was  blasted  into  fragments  never  to  return.  There  is  a greater 
Hell  Gate  which  with  its  infinite  submarine  and  subterranean 
tunnels  honeycombs  our  social  structure.  The  saloon  is  the 
dreadful  barrier  to  commerce  and  prosperity,  as  well  as  a menace 
to  health  and  peace.  In  spite  of  the  fact  that  its  awful  traffic 
bears  the  approving  stamp  of  our  government,  the  time  will 
come  when  this  great  thing,  whose  foundations  are  laid  in  hell, 
will  be  blown  skyward  by  the  power  of  public  sentiment 
mightily  aroused  and  intellectually  directed. 

Tffiloe  unto  btm  tbat  givetb  bis  neighbor  brink  tbat 
puttetb  tb£  bottle  to  btm,  anb  mafcest  bim  brunhen 
alSO.  Hab.  2:4: 


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COPYRIGHT.  1895,  BY  FRED’K  L.  CHAPMAN  & CO. 


BY  AUTHORITY  OF  THE  PEOPLE 


PROTECT  THAT  BOY. 

THE  controllers  of  the  liquor  traffic  understand  their  busi- 
ness. They  know  that  they  are  sending-  an  army  of 
drunkards  each  year  to  an  untimely  grave  and  to 
take  the  place  of  these  fallen  victims,  they  must  gain  recruits 
from  the  hosts  of  youth.  But  the  Rum  haunts  are  too  hideous 
to  beguile  one  of  tender  years.  There  must  be  less  offensive 
sins  offered  to  bridge  that  long  leap  from  innocence  to  iniquity, 
from  the  home  hearth  to  the  dram  shop.  Therefore,  the  rum- 
seller  goes  in  league  with  the  vendor  of  cigarettes,  and  base 
literature,  and  evil  pictures,  and  questionable  games  and  enter- 
tainments. At  last  the  youthful  victims  of  these  plotters  find 
themselves  on  the  threshold  of  ruin.  Every  avenue  through 
crime  and  vice  leads  at  last  to  the  open  saloon. 

Ube  baigs  of  bis  south  bast  tbou  sborteneb:  tbou 
bast  covereb  btm  wltb  sbame.  Tsaims  89:45. 


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PROTECT  THAT  BOY 


DON’T  SHOOT. 


IT  would  be  easy  to  destroy  the  liquor  traffic  were  it  not  for 
its  power  in  politics.  This  is  so  apparent  to  the  men  who 
manage  it  that  they  make  it  their  first  business  to  engage 
in  politics  and  lay  candidates  for  office  under  obligations  by 
making  generous  contributions  to  the  campaigns  of  each  party. 
Therefore,  whenever  a cry  of  robbery  or  murder  goes  up  from 
the  licensed  saloon  and  the  government  grabs  bayonet  and  bal- 
lot and  runs  to  the  rescue,  the  political  managers  immediately 
step  forth  and  intervene.  Don't  Shoot,  they  both  cry;  Let  him 
rob  and  ruin.  He  is  a friend  of  mine  and  he  has  a license. 

BnO  be  saiD  unto  them;  IbinDet  me  not,  seeing  tbe 
Xot'O  batb  prospered  mg  wag.  Gen.  24:56 


COPYRIGHT,  1306,  BY  FRED’K  L CHAPMAN  &.  CO. 


DON'T  SHOOT 


THE  PARTY  COLLAR. 

THE  influence  of  the  saloon  in  politics  is  not  entirely  due 
to  the  political  boss  who  makes  the  gin-mill  his  head- 
quarters. He  would  be  powerless  for  harm  were  it  not 
for  the  infinite  multitude  of  so-called  respectable  voters  who  de- 
grade their  intelligence  and  dignity  by  working  and  voting 
shoulder  to  shoulder  with  social  outlaws.  Under  a false  notion 
of  fealty  these  men  subject  their  neck  to  the  party  collar  and 
go  to  the  polls  yoked  with  ignorance  and  crime,  and  at  the 
heels  of  some  low-browed  political  dictator  they  sacrifice  their 
country's  weal  on  the  altar  of  partisan  allegiance. 

jfot  tbe  leaders  of  tbis  people  cause  tbem  to  err; 
anb  tbet>  tbat  arc  leb  of  tbem  are  bestropeb.  Isaiah  9:16. 


COPYRIGHT.  1895,  BY  FRED'K  L.  CHAPMAN  &.  CO. 


WHY  OUR  CITIES  ARE  BADLY  GOVERNED 


A NIGHT'S  WORK. 

MORE  than  one  man  has  been  hanged  for  doing  what 
he  did  not  mean  to  do.  When  anyone  under  the  in- 
fluence of  liquor  commits  a crime  it  is  no  longer  an 
extenuation  or  defense  to  say  that  he  was  not  responsible.  This 
is  so  because  it  is  a matter  of  human  experience  that  if  one  sets 
a match  to  gunpowder  it  will  explode  and  if  one  pours  liquor 
down  his  throat  he  is  filling  his  brain  with  the  seeds  of  malice, 
hate  and  murder.  Many  a man  has  scoffed  at  such  a statement 
at  twelve  o'clock  at  night,  but  has  seen  awful  proof  of  its  truth, 
when,  awakening  at  nine  in  the  morning  he  recovers  from  a fatal 
debauch  and  sees  the  work  of  his  own  drunken  and  murderous 
hand. 

Ht  tbc  last  it  bitetb  like  a serpent  anO  stingetb 
Ufte  an  abber.  Prov.  23:32. 


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Tomorrow  we 


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COPYRiGH  I , 895 , BY  FftED’K  L.  CHAPMAN  A.  CO 


A NIGHT'S  WORK. 


UNDER  THE  CLOAK  OF  THE  LAW. 

CONCERNING  the  work  of  the  saloon  there  is  but  one 
verdict  which  can  be  rendered  by  intelligence  and  pat- 
riotism. Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand  times  it  has 
been  brought  before  the  bar  of  Justice  and  there  charged  and 
proved  with  being  responsible  for  the  vast  majority  of  poverty, 
crime  and  disease  which  infest  the  race.  Nevertheless,  so  deeply 
is  this  blighting  curse  intrenched  in  our  laws  and  government  that 
our  courts  are  compelled,  even  if  unwilling,  to  protect  a traffic 
which  by  common  agreement  is  a universal  bane.  Knowing 
this,  the  saloonist  seeks  refuge  under  the  cloak  of  the  law,  and 
there  insolently  defies  us  to  assail  him. 

Ibe  tbat  jvistlftetb  tbe  wicheb,  anD  be  tbat  con= 
bemnetb  tbe  just,  even  tbeig  botb  are  abomination  to 
tbe  Xorb.  Prov.  17:14. 


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UNDER  THE  CLOAK  OF  THE  LAW.  * 


SPIKE  THAT  GUN! 

^ Cl  PIKE  that  gun,”  was  an  order  bravely  executed  by  a 
j young:  English  officer  and  his  command,  at  the  battle 
of  Inkerman,  which  gallant  feat  probably  decided  the 
fate  of  the  day.  Satan  has  planted  his  batteries  for  the  destruc- 
tion of  the  American  home,  and  from  every  saloon  in  the  land 
the  wicked  bombardment  goes  on,  day  and  night,  year  after 
year,  and  every  hour  of  every  day  some  new  house  is  sighted 
for  destruction.  Shall  this  cruel  and  desolating  fire  upon  the 
American  home  forever  continue?  God  forbid!  “ Spike  that 
gun!”  is  the  word  of  command  that  has  gone  forth  to  the  great 
temperance  host.  “Spike  that  gun!”  is  the  shout  that  rings  out 
all  along  the  lines  of  the  great  home  protection  army  as  they 
rush  to  the  final  charge.  “Spike  that  gun!”  shall  be  our  battle 
cry  until  the  last  battery  of  hell  has  been  silenced  and  every 
home  in  our  land  is  safe  from  this  desolating  fire. 

“Spike  quickly  that  gun,”  is  the  word  of  command, 

It  is  battering  down  the  homes  of  our  land, 

Its  work  of  destruction  will  lose  us  the  day. 

If  no  one  the  order  to  spike  it  obey. 


COPYRIGHT,  1895,  BY  FRED'K  L.  CHAPMAN  &.  CO. 


SPIKE  THAT  GUN. 


PILGRIM  WATCH  THY  CROWN. 

Life  is  a journey  and  as  pilgrims  we  tread  its  pathway, 
resting  now  and  then  for  refreshment  or  ease.  It  is  dur- 
ing these  periods  of  rest  that  Satan  employs  every  art 
to  wrest  from  the  traveler  his  dearest  possession,  his  crown  of 
life,  which  secures  him  an  ample  entrance  to  the  heavenly  city 
beyond.  Folly,  which  represents  the  sensuous  pleasures  of  the 
world,  is  employed  to  display  her  gaudy  charms  in  order  that 
the  eye  of  the  wayfarer  may  be  turned  aside  and  give  Satan 
the  opportunity  to  snatch  the  coveted  treasure.  At  such  mo- 
ments let  the  Christian  keep  his  crown  before  his  eye,  nor  let 
him  look  back  at  the  allurements  and  false  pleasures  which  he 
has  left  behind.  For,  as  a reward  for  this  vigilance,  a crown  of 
life  is  assured  him,  one  that  is  imperishable  and  brilliant  and 
that  fadeth  not  away. 

JBebolb,  II  come  quickly;  IbolO  tbat  fast  wbicb  tbou 
bast  tbat  no  man  take  tbs  crown.  Rev.  3:11. 


PILGRIM  WATCH  THY  CROWN 


THE  BACKSLIDER. 


AT  the  brink  of  Niagara  where  the  mists  rise  above  tons 
of  water  which  fall  two  hundred  feet  below,  there  is  a 
rainbow  seen  almost  constantly  when  the  sun  is  shin- 
ing, and  within  the  circle  of  color  some  have  seen  the  form  of 
a beautiful  maiden.  One  who  was  in  a boat  above  the  falls 
might  see  this  entrancing  vision  and  drop  his  oars  and  gaze 
rapturously,  until,  all  unconscious,  his  boat  glides  over  the  brink 
and  to  destruction.  The  Christian  also  is  in  danger  of  such  a 
fate.  The  world  offers  beauty  and  pleasure,  and  in  such  fascin- 
ating forms  that  it  takes  resolute  will  to  keep  from  dropping  the 
oars  and  drifting  with  the  current  of  temptation  and  letting 
the  good  boat,  which  would  save  us,  glide  over  the  precipice  into 
sin  and  into  death. 

So  will  not  we  go  back  from  tbee;  quicken  110, 
anb  we  will  call  upon  tbs  name.  Hum  110  again,  © 

Xorb  ®ob  of  bo0t0,  caime  tbs  face  to  0bine;  aub  we 
Bball  be  0aSCb.  Psalms  80:18-19. 


COPYKiGHT,  !8tfD,  BY  FKED'K  L.  CHAPMAN  &.  CO. 


THE  BACKSLIDER. 


DARE  TO  BE  A DANIEL! 

THE  resolute  faith  that  enabled  Daniel  to  face  the  den  of 
lions  is  at  the  command  of  any  child  of  God  today, 
and  nothing  else  will  avail  as  an  armor  and  defense 
when  the  ravenous  beasts  of  passion,  appetite,  covetousness  and 
revenge  attack  us  in  temptation's  hour.  The  source  of 
strength  in  such  emergencies  is  a childlike  faith  in  God  and  the 
fount  of  that  faith  is  His  Holy  Word.  In  the  security  which 
faith  inspires,  the  den  of  torture  and  trial  becomes  luminous  as 
the  Mount  of  Transfiguration  to  those  who  resist  evil  and  dare 
to  stand  true. 

ffor  in  tbat  Ibe  bimselt  batb  suftereD  being  tempted, 

Ibe  is  able  to  succor  tbem  tbat  arc  tempted.  Heb.  2:18. 


1 


COPYRIGHT,  1895,  BY  FRED'K  L.  CHAPMAN  & CO. 


DARE  TO  BE  A DANIEL  ! 


THE  REMAINING  GUEST. 

OF  all  the  pictures  which  memory  paints  on  the  heart 
none  is  so  indelible  as  that  of  the  hour  of  evening 
prayer  when,  at  mother's  knee,  we  paid  our  first  vows 
to  God  and  pledged  our  lives  to  purity  and  truth.  This  picture 
has  become  the  saving  beam  of  light  which  has  shot  across  the 
dark  career  of  many  who  after  a night's  revelry,  and  alone  with 
conscience,  refuse  to  drink  further  of  sin's  deadly  potion,  but 
look  back  upon  that  early  scene  of  innocence,  and  resolve  to 
make  it  again  a real  experience.  Although  Remorse  is  the  re- 
maining guest  of  a night  of  sin,  there  is  also  the  confident 
token  of  an  angel  of  hope  ever  ready  in  the  chamber  of  repent- 
ant despair. 

TRejoice,  © goung  man,  In  tbg  goutb;  anb  let  tbg 
beart  cbeer  tbee  In  tbe  bags  of  tbg  goutb,  anb  walk 
In  tbe  wags  of  tbine  beart,  anb  in  tbe  sigbt  of  tbine 
eges;  but  know  tbou,  tbat  for  all  tbese  tbtngs  <3ob 
will  bring  tbee  into  jubgment.  Ecc.  mg. 


COPYRIGHT,  1396,  BY  FREC’K  L.  CHAPMAN  d CO. 


THE  REMAINING  GUEST 


AS  CONSCIENCE  PAINTS  HIM. 

THERE  are  days  in  everybody's  life  when  he  sits  alone 
with  Conscience.  The  world  and  its  undeserved  blame 
or  praise  is  shut  out  of  that  silent  chamber.  With  his 
truthful  guest  the  man  of  rags  and  the  man  of  millions,  the 
woman  of  toil  and  the  woman  of  ease,  must  hold  weekly  if  not 
daily  and  hourly  communion.  At  these  times  the  picture  of  the 
real  self  is  thrown  upon  the  vivid  backgrown  of  years.  Now  the 
false-hearted  or  boastful  or  proud  will  see  and  hear  admonitions 
that  would  not  be  brooked  from  preacher  or  friend.  True  char- 
acter divested  of  conventional  habiliments  of  conduct  through 
which  the  eyes  of  men  can  not  peer,  will  stand  bleak,  ragged 
and  forlorn.  44  Paint  me  as  I am,"  cried  Cromwell,  in  righteous 
rage  when  the  artist  began  to  paint  out  of  his  portrait  a slight 
disfigurement  of  his  face.  This  he  did  though  he  knew  that 
his  portrait  would  go  down  through  generations  and  thus  per- 
petuate his  ungainly  visage.  Who  of  us  can  say  to  conscience, 
"Paint  me  as  I am  though  the  world  sees  and  the  future  sees 
me,  let  not  my  real  self  be  hidden!" 

tTbeir  conscience  also  bearing  witness,  anb  tbeir 
thoughts  tbe  meanwhile  accusing  or  else  excusing  one 
another.  Romans  2:15. 


AS  CONSCIENCE  PAINTS  HIM 


COVERING  HIS  SINS. 

HERE  is  a picture  of  universal  application,  though  all  do 
not  indulge  the  same  sin  as  the  man  here  shown — 
endeavoring  to  cover  his  greed  by  showing  to  the 
world  the  monument  of  a college  professorship  endowed  by  his 
gifts  or  money.  The  world  may  be  deceived  in  part,  but  what 
of  his  own  conscience?  He  can  not  hide  from  himself  his  true 
nature  and  he  forgets  that  God  is  ever  at  his  side,  judging  not 
the  act  but  the  motive,  never  mistaken  in  His  estimate,  rejoicing 
at  the  good,  sorrowing  for  the  bad,  but  all-seeing  and  ever- 
seeing. 

jFor  tbe  epee  ot  tbe  Xord,  run  to  and  fro  tbrougb= 
out  tbe  wbole  eartb,  to  sbew  btmself  strong  in  tbe 
bebalf  of  tbctn  whose  beart  is  perfect  toward  bim. 

//  Chron.  16:9. 


COPYRIGHT  , 1805,  BY  FkEO'K  L.  CHaPm/%.>  A cO 


COVERING  HIS  SINS 


THE  SELF  MADE  MAN. 

PAUL  was  not  "a  self  made  man,”  for  he  said,  “I  can  do 
all  things  through  Christ  that  strengtheneth  me.”  That 
was  his  claim,  and  it  is  in  pleasing  contrast  with  those 
individuals  whose  boast  is  that  their  successful  careers  are  monu- 
ments of  their  own  endeavor.  Crowned  with  pride,  clothed  with 
the  tattered  rags  of  self-righteous  egotism,  with  garments  a 
patch  work  of  shabby  gentility,  such  men  divide  their  worship 
between  their  unworthy  selves  and  the  idol  of  Mammon  which 
they  draw  in  their  train.  The  track  over  which  they  glide  in 
such  confident  security  is  slippery  and  treacherous.  Based  simply 
upon  reputation  it  is  full  of  breaks  and  seams  into  which  any 
moment  the  unsuspecting  egotist  may  plunge. 

UJrlDe  goetb  before  Destruction, 
spirit  before  a fall.  Vrov.  16:18. 


anD  an  baugbts 


DANGER ' 

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Safes*!, 


y^ywr  .'.: 


COPYRIGHT,  1 309,  BY  FRED’K  L.  CHAPMAN  <t  CO. 


THE  SELF  MADE  MAN. 

Prov.  XII:  15 


The  way  of  a fool  is  right  in  his  own  eyes,  hot  he  that  hearkeneth  unto  counsel  is  wise 


THE  STRAIT  GATE. 


THE  invitations  which  God  has  extended  for  men  to 
come  into  His  kingdom  are  all  broad  and  generous. 
“Every  one/'  and  “whosoever,"  these  are  the  key  words 
of  His  gracious  command.  And  yet  the  summons  to  a better 
life  and  to  future  bliss  is  not  entirely  unqualified  or  uncondi- 
tional. No  man  can  with  confidence  approach  the  portals  of 
heaven  with  a proud  heart  or  with  unclean  lips  or  with  hands 
stained  with  sin.  The  gate  of  heaven  is  high,  but  narrow.  It 
will  not  admit  the  evidence  of  any  worldly  possession  and  by  no 
means  of  the  fruits  of  self-love  or  base  ambition  or  sensuality, 
covetousness,  pride  or  deceit.  The  strait  gate  is  big  enough  for 
any  sinner,  but  it  is  too  small  to  admit  his  sins. 

Bni>  tbere  shall  In  no  wise  enter  Into  it  anything 
that  beffletb,  neither  whatsoever  worfeetb  abomination, 
or  maftetb  a lie:  but  tbev  which  are  written  In  the 
Xamb’s  booh  of  life.  Rev.  21:27. 


jUft&UAUlY 
PRIDE  . % 


COPYRIGHT,  1885,  BY  FRED'K  L.  CHAPMAN  & CO. 


ROOM  FOR 


THE  SINNER,  BUT  NONE  FOR  THE  SINS. 


PAY  DAY. 


IT  is  a solemn  thought  that  life  has  no  ending,  out  that  some 
day  there  will  be  a season  of  harvest  and  a time  of 
accounting,  when  each  man  must  render  a report  of  his 
stewardship  and  be  rewarded  or  punished  for  the  deeds  done  in 
the  body.  In  that  dread  hour  of  settlement  there  will  be  no 
respect  of  persons.  The  rich  and  the  poor,  the  great  and  lowly, 
must  subject  their  moral  natures  to  the  same  inflexible  standard. 
The  winnowing  fan  of  God's  justice  will  spare  not  the  proud 
nor  powerful.  They  will  all  go  to  their  own  place.  The  chaff 
from  the  wheat,  the  sheep  from  the  goats  will  be  forever 
separate. 

Ihc  tbat  Is  unjust,  let  blm  be  unjust  still:  anb  be 
wblcb  is  flltbe,  let  blm  be  flltbe  still:  anb  be  tbat  Is 
righteous,  let  blm  be  righteous  still:  anb  be  tbat  Is 
bole.  let  him  be  bole  still,  Rev.  22:11. 


JP  ftfllf 


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CODYRiGHT.  1395,  BY  FPEO’KL.  CHAPMAN  & CO. 


PAY  DAY 


O GRAVE!  WHERE  IS  THY  VICTORY? 

DEATH  has  no  terror  for  the  child  of  God.  Neither  the 
damp  sod  nor  the  granite  tomb  can  hold  the  free 
spirits  of  the  children  of  faith.  We  commit  them  to 
the  earth  and  shed  the  parting  tear  and  are  too  prone  to  fancy 
that  the  cold  ground  holds  the  object  of  our  love;  but  it  is  only 
the  cast-off  covering  of  the  soul  that  we  bury.  The  real  self, 
the  indestructible  and  everliving  spirit,  has  been  caught  up  into 
heaven  and  long  before  the  hearse  and  the  cortege  of  weeping 
friends  have  left  the  tomb,  the  glad  song  of  the  departed  one 
has  swelled  that  of  the  angelic  host  in  the  refrain,  **  Death  is 
swallowed  up  in  victory." 

anO  tbere  shall  be  no  more  heath,  neither  sorrow, 
nor  crplng,  neither  shall  tbere  be  anp  more  palu:  tor 
the  former  things  have  passed  awap.  Rev.  21:4. 


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O GRAVE  ! WHERE  IS  THY  VICTORY? 


HOLDFAST. 


PARSIMONY  often  walks  under  the  name  of  prudence, 
and  stinginess  may  try  to  palm  itself  off  as  thrift. 
The  man  who  puts  aside  the  widowed  and  orphaned, 
by  the  plea  that  he  is  laying  in  store  for  a rainy  day,  takes 
extreme-  hazards  with  Fate.  Her  hand  even  now  draws  aside 
the  curtains  which  reveal  his  destiny.  The  rainy  day  comes 
sooner  than  he  thinks  and  his  mortal  remains  are  carried  to  the 
grave  unattended  by  the  sad  procession  of  any  whose  distress 
he  might  have  lifted.  Holdfast  is  forever  held  in  the  tomb  of 
his  loneliness  and  misery.  He  sadly  misread  life’s  great  lesson,  that 
it  is  far  better  to  give  than  to  receive.  He  never  knew  that  he 
was  his  brother’s  keeper.  He  lived  for  self  and  died  as  he  lived. 
Although  nominally  religious  such  men  as  Holdfast  never  learn 
that 


puce  religion  anb  unbefileb  before  (Sob  anb  tbe 
JFatber  is  tbis,  Go  visit  tbe  fatherless  anb  wibows  in 
tbeir  affliction.  James  1:27. 


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HOLDFAST, — “No!  I am  laying  by  a little  for  a rainy  day,  but  nothing  for  Charity.” 


RESCUED. 

WHEREVER  the  tide  of  human  life  flows  very  deeply 
and  swiftly,  there  shipwreck  is  most  frequent  and  we 
place  Rescue  Missions  at  these  points.  But  do  we 
ever  think  of  there  being  rescue  missions  in  the  skies?  Could 
we  scan  the  far  battlements  of  heaven  we  might,  perhaps,  see 
them  lined  with  hosts  of  angels  watching  and  waiting  to 
descend  to  the  rescue  of  some  tender  child  whom  it  were  better 
to  snatch  away  to  scenes  of  glory,  than  leave  it  in  an  atmos- 
phere that  reeks  with  moral  contagion.  It  was  such  a scene  as 
appears  on  the  page  opposite  that  Isaiah  saw  when  he  wrote 
“He  shall  gather  the  lambs  with  his  arm  and  shall  carry  them 
in  his  bosom.” 

1 he  shall  save  the  cbtl&ren  of  tbc  neebp,  anb  shall 
break  in  pieces  the  oppressor.  Psalm  72:4. 


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RESCUED 


“ SUFFER  LITTLE  CHILDREN/' 

GREAT  hearts  are  the  quickest  to  be  touched  by  the 
appeals  of  childhood.  It  is  an  evidence  of  Christ’s 
greatness,  that  he  delighted  not  in  the  patronage  and 
intercourse  of  the  influential  and  mighty,  but  sought  the  friend- 
ship and  love  of  children.  Their  credentials  to  His  favor  are 
not  based  upon  race,  or  station,  creed  or  complexion.  Their 
frankness,  their  innocence,  their  simplicity,  place  them  in  nomi- 
nation and  his  great  heart  immediately  responds  to  those  traits. 
**  Suffer  little  children  to  come  unto  me,  for  of  such  is  the  king- 
dom of  heaven.”  Unless  ye  become  as  a little  child  (in  frank- 
ness and  simplicity  and  innocence)  ye  shall  not  enter  the  king- 
dom of  heaven. 

Whosoever  shall  receive  one  of  such  children  in  ms 
name,  receivetb  me ; anD  whosoever  shall  receive  me, 
receivetb  not  me,  hut  him  that  sent  me.  (Mark  9.77. 


UNTO  M E ; FOR  OF  SUCH  IS  THE 
KINGDOM  OF  HEAVEN. 


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THE  GOOD  SHEPHERD. 


“IT  IS  I” 


ON  the  water  the  disciples  did  not  recognize  the  Master. 

In  the  synagogue,  or  the  highway,  or  at  the  table,  they 
would  have  known  him  instantly,  but  in  the  unusual 
scene  on  a stormy  Gallilee,  his  presence  brought  alarm 
instead  of  solace.  Christ  may  come  to  us  when  and  where 

and  how  we  least  expect  him.  It  will  not  be  strange  if 
amidst  the  storm,  which  modern  science  has  engendered,  and 
in  which  the  brave  gospel  ship  is  rocking,  Christ  himself  should 
come  to  the  frightened  student  of  His  word  and  say,  “ It  is  I,  be 
not  afraid/'  If  this  be  true,  then,  science  will  shed  its  dazzling 
light  upon  his  own  sacred  person  and  we  shall  see  him  more 
nearly  as  he  is. 

jFear  not:  If  am  tbe  first  anb  tbe  last;  If  am  be 
tbat  livetb,  anb  was  beab;  anb,  bebolb,  If  am  alive 
for  evermore.  T{ev.  1:17,  18. 


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“IT  IS  I,  BE  NOT  AFRAID.” 


TOO  BUSY. 

KNOCK  ! Knock  ! Knock ! Since  childhood's  youngest 
day  there  has  been  a loving  guest  waiting  at  the  door 
of  our  heart's  chamber.  Long  years  we  have  heard 
that  gentle,  patient,  persistent  knock  ! knock  ! knock ! 
Long  ago  it  was  louder,  distincter,  clearer,  because,  now  we 
have  passed  from  quiet,  restful  childhood  into  the  loud  and 
stirring  world.  Nevertheless,  into  business,  into  politics,  into 
society,  even  into  sin,  that  faithful  Friend  has  followed  us  and 
is  bound,  still  if  possible,  to  gain  admittance  to  our  lives.  But 
we  are  absorbed,  indifferent,  and,  in  a word,  too  busy.  We 
also  have  another  guest  who  has  our  ear.  Therefore,  keep  out! 
No  admittance!  Life  closes!  Eternity  dawns,  and  we  begin  to 
hear,  not  the  knock,  knock,  knock  of  our  unwelcome  guest, 
but  the  clank,  clank,  clank  of  the  chains  of  bondage  which  our 
new  master  is  forging. 

Behold  a stranger  at  the  door, 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before, 

Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still, 

You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

JBebolb,  If  stanb  at  tbc  boor  anb  Knock : if  anp 
man  bear  m\>  voice,  anb  open  tbe  boor,  If  will  come 
in  to  bim,  anb  will  sup  witb  bim,  anb  be  with  me.— 

Rev.  3:20. 


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“ BEHOLD  I STAND  AT  THE  DOOR  AND  KNOCK." 


SHADOWED. 

IN  the  midst  of  life  we  are  in  death,  in  the  midst  of  joy  we 
are  in  sorrow  and  in  the  midst  of  luxury  we  are  in  want. 
There  are  more  kinds  of  luxury  than  those  which  mere 
wealth  can  bring,  and  there  are  kinds  of  want  as  many — luxury 
is  a state  of  abundance,  whether  of  wealth,  or  books,  or  intellect, 
or  privileges  beyond  our  personal  need.  Want  is  a state  of 
poverty  of  clothes,  or  food,  or  of  physical  or  mental  neessities  of 
whatever  sort.  It  is  a fact  that  one  half  of  the  world  possesses 
that  which  the  other  half  needs.  The  poor  need  the  assistance 
of  the  rich  in  matters  of  physical  comforts  and  counsel.  The 
rich  need  the  meekness  and  patience  which  are  the  soonest  found 
in  the  lowly  cottage  or  the  pauper's  hut.  The  world  will 
reach  its  ideal  state  when  every  one,  as  his  brother's  keeper,  will 
vie  with  each  other  in  a wholesale  interchange  of  fellowship  and 
goods.  The  barrier  to  this  glad  consummation  is  the  selfish  in- 
difference with  which  one  half  of  the  world  works  and  worships. 
It  is  blind  to  the  constant  presence  of  want  which  has  claims  to 
be  paid.  Until  these  debts  to  duty  are  discharged  worship  will 
be  a mockery  and  religion  a hollow  show. 

£Tbc  rich  anD  poor  meet  together:  the  Herb  is  tbe 
maker  of  tbem  all.  Prov.  22:2. 


While  Luxury  walks  in  splendor  and  pride; 

Her  shadow.  Grim  Want,  stalks  close  by  her  side, 


SHIPWRECKED:  BUT  NOT  LOST. 

FEW  lives  there  are  upon  whose  page  sooner  or  later  there 
is  not  written  the  record  of  a tragedy.  It  may  come  in 
the  loss  of  a friend,  or  a parent,  or  a wife  or  husband, 
or  a child.  It  may  come  in  the  wreck  of  a fortune  or  the 
stranding  of  a worldly  ambition.  Some  day  while  pursuing  a 
peaceful  voyage  the  cry  will  go  forth,  “ Breakers  ahead,”  and 
in  spite  of  our  vigilance  and  our  prayers  the  stout  ship  will 
founder  and  we  will  be  cast  upon  untrodden  shores  of  duty  and 
experience.  It  is  in  such  emergencies  as  these  that  the  Christian 
has  resources  that  the  man  of  the  world  knows  not  of.  Unlike 
Crusoe  he  does  not  turn  his  desperate  gaze  toward  the  half- 
sunken  ship  if  perchance  he  may  regain  some  of  its  stores.  He 
recalls  rather  those  sweet  promises  of  God  which  await  redemp- 
tion in  the  hour  of  need.  u I will  never  leave  thee,  nor  forsake 
thee.”  He  remembers  that  and  forthwith  in  the  midst  of  his 
extreme  peril  and  helplessness  he  cries:  I will  lift  up  mine  eyes 
unto  the  hills  from  whence  cometh  my  help.  My  help  cometh 
from  the  Lord,  which  made  heaven  and  earth.  Psalms  121:1-2. 

Hbctt  tbev>  crv>  unto  tbe  XorD  in  tbeir  trouble,  anb 
Ibe  brlncjetb  tbem  out  of  tbeir  blstresses.  Tsaims  107:28. 


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SHIPWRECKED— BUT  NOT  LOST. 

“ I will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills  whence  cometh  my  help.” 


THE  LOST  SHEEP. 


NO  name  by  which  the  Savior  is  known  brings  Him  into 
such  close  and  tender  relations  with  His  people  as  that 
of  Shepherd.  "I  am  the  Good  Shepherd  and  know 
my  sheep  and  am  known  of  mine."  As  members  of  the  fold  of 
Christ  we  are  guaranteed  His  loving  care  and  solicitous  protec 
tion.  u But  other  sheep  I have  which  are  not  of  this  fold."  By 
that  He  means  that  His  shepherding  care  extends  over  the  en- 
tire world,  and  no  bruised  or  fallen  lamb  exposed  to  the  rocks 
and  hardships  of  the  wilderness,  can  ever  get  beyond  the  Shep- 
herd's patient  search.  No  winds  can  be  too  harsh,  no  storms 
too  angry,  no  mountain  steeps  too  treacherous  to  defeat  his  pa- 
tient will  to  reclaim  the  lost.  Though  by  ignorance  we  fall 
into  error  and  violate  his  commands,  though  by  willfulness  we 
trangress  His  law  and  traverse  the  road  of  disobedience,  though 
the  lamp  of  our  innocence  be  shattered  and  the  light  of  our 
hope  fades  away  in  desolation  and  despair,  the  Shepherd  comes 
to  us  and  calls,  “ Son,  daughter,  give  me  thine  heart." 

[Rejoice  with  me  ; tor  If  bave  fount*  ms  sbeep  wbicb 
Was  lost.  Luke  1 5 :6. 


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THE  LOST  SHEEP 


CANCELED  DEBTS. 


DEBT  is  one  of  the  most  disturbing  and  harassing  factors 
in  human  experience.  It  sows  nettles  in  the  pillow  of 
poverty,  and  even  the  merchant,  farmer  and  banker 
pursue  a weary  existence  when  they  are  compelled  to  live  under 
the  shadow  of  overhanging  indebtedness.  How  many  hearts 
would  be  lightened  today  if  by  some  magic  stroke  their  books 
of  debit  and  credit  were  balanced  and  for  once  they  could  feel 
and  know  that  they  owed  no  man  anything.  The  weight 
which  financial  indebtedness  imposes  is  comparable  only  with 
the  weight  which  the  debts  of  sin  heap  upon  us.  As  we  think 
of  the  sins  of  envy,  and  of  malice,  and  of  hatred,  falsehood, 
deceit  and  cupidity,  which  our  conscience  has  been  justly  charg- 
ing up  against  us  since  early  years,  the  load  becomes  all  but 
intolerable.  At  this  moment  the  great  Debt  Payer  steps  upon 

the  scene.  He  presents  a check  in  payment  of  the  entire 
amount.  It  is  payable  to  our  order.  He  says,  “ Endorse  this 
and  your  account  with  sin  is  square.”  As  an  evidence  of  our 
love  and  faith  we  write  our  names  with  confidence  and  bold- 
ness across  the  back  of  the  check  and  step  forth  into  life  with 
new  hope  and  new  determination. 

3for  bp  one  ottering  be  batb  perfected  for  ever  tbem 
tbat  are  sancttfleb.  Hebrews  10:14. 


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“ FOLLOW  ME.” 


EVERY  soul  has  its  calvary  and  that  crucial  hour  in  each 
life  will  witness  the  peaceful,  forgiving,  trustful  spirit 
that  was  seen  in  Jesus,  or  it  will  witness  the  hateful, 
furious  appalling  dissolution  that  came  to  the  unrepentant  com- 
panion of  his  cross.  “Follow  me,”  he  cries  from  the  scene  of 
his  crucifixion.  “ Follow  me  through  the  carpenter  shop  of 
Nazareth  and  the  sick  room  of  Nain  and  the  street  riots  of 
Capernaum  and  the  tears  of  Gethsemane.”  We  should  expect 
no  share  in  the  fruits  of  Christ’s  death,  unless  we  participate  in 
the  work  of  his  life.  The  cross  is  a meaningless  symbol  until 
we  approach  it  over  the  pathway  of  humility,  trust,  self-denial 
and  obedience. 

“Though  Christ  a thousand  times  in  Bethlehem  be  born, 
But  not  within  thyself,  thy  soul  shall  be  forlorn. 

The  cross  on  Golgotha  thou  lookest  to  in  vain. 

If  not  within  thyself  it  be  set  up  again.” 


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“FOLLOW  ME.” 


THE  HOPE  OF  THE  RACE. 

WHAT  life  is  at  all  fruitful  in  success  and  the  joy  that 
attends  it  unless  that  life  has  constantly  in  view  a 
purpose  and  pursues  it  with  fidelity  and  hope.  Like- 
wise how  can  our  race  achieve  its  best  endeavor  unless  it  lives 
under  the  constant  purpose  to  achieve  a certain  goal.  Human 
life  must  have  an  object  of  existence  that  is  worthy  of  its  high 
endowments.  The  only  objects  which  are  worthy  of  our  pur- 
suit are  Purity,  Peace  and  Truth,  and  the  only  embodiment 
which  the  world  has  ever  known  of  these  supreme  things  was 
Jesus  of  Nazareth.  Therefore  we  look  toward  his  second  com- 
ing with  confidence  and  longing.  As  the  embodiment  of  our 
highest  aspirations  he  will  be  the  fulfillment  of  all  our  desires. 
At  his  approach  the  clouds  of  uncertainty,  ignorance,  supersti- 
tion, distrust,  doubt  and  despair  will  vanish. 

JFor  all  nations  shall  come  and  worship  before  tbee ; 
for  tbp  judgments  are  made  manifest.  Rev.  15:4. 


THE  HOPE  OF  THE  RACE. 

Joy  to  llie  world , the  Lord  is  come,  let  earth  receive  her  King. 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room , and  Heaven  and  Nature  sing. 


THE  ROCK  OF  AGES. 

SOME  great  man  of  old  once  declared  that  words  were  the 
only  things  that  live  forever.  If  this  is  true  of  the  words 
of  men,  how  much  more  so  is  it  of  the  Word  of  God, 
the  affirmation,  the  promise,  the  pledge,  of  the  great  I am.  Its 
foundations  of  adamant  are  an  chored  in  eternal  truth,  against  its 
base  the  angry  assaults  of  bigotry  and  unbelief  will  be  driven 
in  vain.  Its  walls  will  stand  four  square  when  the  ancient  land- 
marks of  dogma,  formalism  and  ecclesiasticism  lapse  into  ruin 
and  decay.  Though  the  earth  and  starry  worlds  wax  old  like  a 
garment,  the  Word  of  God  which  represents  his  faithfulness  and 
the  Cross  of  Christ  which  represents  his  Love,  will  stand  impreg- 
nable amid  the  wreck  of  worlds. 

Jibe  cirase  witberetb,  tbe  flower  fabetb;  but  tbc 
Worb  of  our  <Sob  sball  etanb  forever.  Isaiah  40:8. 


THE  ROCK  OF  AGES. 

“THE  WORD  OF  THE  LORD  ENDURETH  FOREVER.” 


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AMMUNITION  GONE. 


THERE  is  a giant  cliff  on  the  bank  of  the  Hudson  river 
opposite  the  military  post  of  West  Point.  This  rugged 
promotory  has  been  the  target  for  rifle  practice  for 
almost  one  hundred  years.  Tons  of  lead  have  been  poured 
against  its  stubborn  side  and  there  is  no  apparent  rift  or  seam 
in  the  granite  walls.  In  a similar  way  the  Word  of  God  and 
the  Truth  of  God  have  been  the  target  for  hostile  attack  for 
hundreds  and  thousands  of  years.  Agnoticism,  scholasticism  and 
unbelief  have  trained  their  destructive  batteries  upon  the  most 
cherished  promises  of  God  and  upon  the  earnest  belief  of  his 
people,  but  thus  far  without  effect.  The  signs  are  that  now 
their  munitions  of  war  are  exhausted,  their  ammunition  is  gone. 
In  dismay  they  see  the  conquering  hosts  of  Jehovah 
Marching  on  to  war, 

With  the  Cross  of  Jesus,  going  on  before. 

Irto  weapon  tbat  is  forged  against  tbee  sball  pros* 
per ; and  enerp  tongue  tbat  sball  rise  against  tbee  in 
judgment  tbou  sbalt  condemn.  Isaiah  s4-'7- 


ALL  of  human  experience  is  not  contained  in  seeing-,  hear- 
ing, tasting,  smelling  and  feeling.  The  five  senses  are 
not  the  boundaries  of  human  knowledge.  Humanity 
is  endowed  with  higher  faculties  than  these.  If  one  chooses  to 
live  on  a plane  higher  than  that  of  the  brute  he  may  experience 
emotions  and  aspirations  that  are  higher  than  those  of  the  ani- 
mal kingdom.  He  may  also  rise  still  higher  and  think  the 
thoughts  of  God  To  do  so,  however,  one  must  approach  God 
in  the  proper  attitude  and  in  a manner  consistent  with  His  being. 
God  is  a spirit  and  they  that  worship  him  must  worship  him  in 
spirit  and  in  truth.  They  that  approach  the  throne  of  mercy  in 
any  other  manner,  whether  in  vaunting  conceit  or  by  imperti- 
nent inquisition,  will  find  the  heavens  a brazen  canopy  that  will 
send  back  the  echo  of  their  prayers.  The  starry  skies  reveal  no 
beauty  to  those  who  cover  their  telescopic  lens  with  a flannel 
rag,  and  God's  revelation  contains  no  word  of  promise  to  those 
who  cloak  it  with  their  own  conceit. 

© foolish  people,  and  without  understanding ; which 
have  epcs,  and  see  not;  which  have  ears,  and  bear  not. 

Jeremiah  5:2!. 


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“ I CAN'T  SEE  IT  ! ” 


INFIDELITY'S  ATTACK. 

SO  universal  has  the  authority  and  influence  of  Jesus  Christ 
become  that  it  is  no  longer  possible  to  dispute  his  sway 
by  resort  to  argument.  In  the  court  of  final  appeal  men 
are  forced  to  confess  that  he  is  the  most  matchless  character,  the 
most  loving  and  forgiving  and  patient  man  of  history.  The 
majority  of  us  are  compelled  to  admit  that  such  rare  traits  would 
be  impossible  in  a life  that  was  less  than  divine.  But  there  are 
men  who  see  no  lovliness  in  him  and  if  they  can  not  attack 
by  argument  they  must  attack  him  by  abuse.  They  resort  to 
ridicule,  blasphemy  and  falsehood,  and  though  the  spectacle  thus 
presented  is  one  that  shocks  the  finer  sense  in  almost  every  human 
heart,  nevertheless  there  are  those  who  will  pay  a liberal  admis- 
sion to  see  this  performance  enacted. 

U also  will  lauflb  at  sour  calamity;  II  will  mock 
when  sour  fear  cometb.  "Proverbs  1:26. 


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INFIDELITY'S  ATTACK. 

AND  YET  THERE  ARE  SOME  WHO  STILL  APPLAUD. 


SEEDTIME  AND  HARVEST. 

ONE  is  apt  to  forget  that  the  way  of  eternal  life  is  the 
way  of  nature;  that  the  system  of  rewards  and  pun- 
ishments which  God  has  provided  for  holiness  and  for 
sin  is  in  strict  accord  with  the  laws  of  nature.  We  are  all  aware 
of  the  fact  that  we  cannot  sin  against  nature  with  impunity. 
If  we  do  violence  to  any  of  her  laws  we  must  make  prompt  and 
strict  payment  for  the  offense.  The  proof  of  this  is  seen  every- 
where; in  the  bent  form,  the  hair  prematurely  gray,  the  halting 
figure  and  the  wrecks  of  manhood  and  womanhood  that  cross 
our  path  daily.  Whatsoever  a man  soweth  that  shall  he  also 
reap.  If  he  sows  the  seeds  of  dissipation,  he  will  surely  reap  a 
harvest  of  disease,  want,  sorrow  and  misery.  If  he  sows  the 
wind  he  will  reap  the  whirlwind. 

Gbere  is  a was  tbat  seemetb  ricjbt  unto  a man ; but 
tbe  enb  thereof  are  tbe  wav?s  of  Deatb.  Proverbs  16:25. 


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SEEDTIME  AND  HARVEST. 


HIS  REAL  SELF. 


EVERY  man  has  two  natures.  Uuder  the  influence  of  one 
he  descends  to  the  carnal  and  base,  under  the  influence 
of  the  other  he  ascends  to  the  spiritual  and  noble.  It 
is  within  the  power  of  any  man  to  pursue  the  former  or  the 
latter.  To  assist  him  in  achieving  the  latter  he  is  offered  a 
model  or  a pattern  by  which  he  may  work.  With  this  pattern 
in  his  eye,  any  one,  however  mishapen  in  mind  or  heart,  may 
work  out  for  himself  a moral  image,  grand,  perfect  and  endur- 
ing. In  the  person  of  Christ,  God  has  shown  us  what  a man 
ought  to  be,  and  he  will  never  be  satisfied  until  we  approach 
that  ideal. 

GUI  we  all  come  in  tbe  units  of  tbe  faith,  anD  of  the 
knowledge  of  tbe  Son  of  (Sob,  unto  a perfect  man, 
unto  tbe  measure  of  tbe  stature  of  tbe  fulness  of 
Christ.  Ephesians  4:13. 


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HIS  REAL  SELF. 


THE  LIGHT  OF  THE  WORLD. 

IT  is  claimed  by  many  observers  that  a two- horse  wagon  has 
never  gone  where  the  Bible  did  not  go  first.  It  is  certainly 
a significant  fact  that  international  commerce  has  every- 
where followed  in  the  wake  of  the  gospel.  The  intrepid 
missionary  invaded  the  wilds  of  China,  India,  Madagascar  and 
the  islands  of  the  southern  sea  long  before  the  trading  ships  of 
the  merchants  dared  to  enter  their  ports.  Everywhere  the  foul 
and  ravenous  beasts  of  tyranny,  ignorance  and  superstition  have 
retired  at  the  introduction  of  the  glorious  light  of  the  cross. 
Christianity'  has  blazed  the  pathway  and  civilization  has  fol- 
lowed. Now  the  rainbow  arch  of  the  gospel  spans  the  conti- 
nents and  seas,  from  Greenland's  icy  mountains  to  India's  coral 
strands,  and  we  seem  to  hear  the  glad  shout  of  ten  million 
ransomed  souls  who  sing  with  the  ancient  Psalmist,  **  The  en- 
trance of  thy  word  giveth  Eight. 

Cbe  people  tbat  walked  in  darkness  have  seen  a 
great  ligbt;  tbcv?  tbat  dwell  in  tbe  land  of  tbe  shadow 
of  deatb,  upon  them  batb  tbe  liabt  sbined.  Isaiah  4:2. 


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